CAMP - Peair, Zebulon, tonyxtrotter, YakiTheKid, Kins, Freddy Faith, YUNG DREW & Christyan Scarborough: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Peair, Zebulon, tonyxtrotter, YakiTheKid, Kins, Freddy Faith, YUNG DREW & Christyan Scarborough

CAMP

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Hip-Hop/Rap

CAMP was released on July 24, 2026 by Jackson Lepere as a part of the album SWAMP

Song Details

AlbumSWAMP

Release DateJuly 24, 2026

LabelJackson Lepere

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM89

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Peair

Rap

tonyxtrotter

Rap

YakiTheKid

Rap

Kins

Rap

Freddy Faith

Rap

YUNG DREW

Rap

Christyan Scarborough

Christyan Scarborough

Rap

Zebulon Griffin

Zebulon Griffin

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jackson lepere

Songwriter

Tony R Trotter

Lyrics

Zebulon Griffin

Zebulon Griffin

Lyrics

noah joyner

Lyrics

Shane Cooper Lacanilao

Shane Cooper Lacanilao

Lyrics

Andrew Estep

Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Jackson lepere

Executive Producer

Lyrics

Circled in a powwow, welcome to the camp

Smoke is up in kumbayas, everybody need a friend

Circled in a powwow, welcome to the camp

Smoke is up in kumbayas, we ain't never had a chance

Got a camp of killers like it's Crystal Lake

P served up the dinner plate

So ahead I'm still a day early if I'm ten minutes late

Praying what a sinner pray

Think I'm cocky but I ain't mean to shove this in your face

I just see the beat then I innovate

Ain't never had a chance so I be asking what they got me for

They blowing whistles on the corner tryna stop me 'fore I get on

I just turn the bass up and lock my doors

Pass go and collect my dues like a Monopoly board

I'm slaying giants like Hulk Hogan

I'm really getting experience on mics like Joe Rogan

You can hear the drive so let 'em cook while the post open

You think you punching like this? Nah bruh that is so bogus

Circled in a powwow, welcome to the camp

Smoke is up in kumbayas, everybody need a friend

Circled in a powwow, welcome to the camp

Smoke is up in kumbayas, we ain't never had a chance

Uh, okay y'all boys not man enough

Talk's cheap, get some action in 'fore you get to standing up

Big talk all because he got a cannon, huh?

Need a pole 'cause you know that your punches never landing, huh?

See they don't like that talk

I'm tryna show 'em how to move, they don't like that walk

I'm running circles 'round you boys, show me what your bite like

Barking all day until my chain break on the right night

What's your life like? My story's not a book you wanna write twice

Kill the boy and let the man out, think it's the right time

And it's the wrong place to rumble with the giant

I done caught him on a humble 'round a hundred hungry lions

And now arms are getting gnawed off, pawns are getting hauled off

I palm the microphone, all my dogs in my call log

It's a cold world, I'm a born sinner

But it's too early for the fall off

Got a whole camp that do it for they creator like it's Flog Gnaw

So what? You wanna circle up but can you handle the inertia?

Ali with the body blows detecting truth just like Mahershala

Reign the champ title the way I curve these words in cursive

Taking out all these fake idols you came to worship

Circled in a powwow, welcome to the camp

Smoke is up in kumbayas, everybody need a friend

Circled in a powwow, welcome to the camp

Smoke is up in kumbayas, we ain't never had a chance

Rocking hand-me-downs, couple class clowns, that's the camp

Ain't no work arounds, hope it's working out, getting bent

I done prayed about a hundred thousand times for a chance

Turn me to a workaholic at a double A event

Call it calm and Kurty, band of the birdie stepping too dirty

Flying south for the winter, these wings are flying a journey

Still crashed out, ended early then woke me up in the swamp

Took a look at my surroundings, the violence could never stop

Just a couple killer Christians that's overlooked underneath

In the shadows right now, the fire started to gleam

Off the walls you could see potential that hid in me

Took a little self-reflection to break the mirror between

I'm a savage, I'm a heathen, all my friends have every reason

To never give me my flowers even though my work deserves

A little recognition and friendlier competition

'Cause once you piss me off there's nothing more that you'll prefer

Creatures causing chaos and they're covered in my clothes

To instigate a riot with a violent act of hope

I'm a fire breathing dragon spitting flames and handling smoke

As I'm pushing down my pen for my camp, for my home

Circled in a powwow, welcome to the camp

Smoke is up in kumbayas, everybody need a friend

Circled in a powwow, welcome to the camp

Smoke is up in kumbayas, we ain't never had a chance

The camp stay too cold, reach new flows, prosciutto

How the camp stay thin and you can't get in off what you do bro

And sin will always tell you stranger things like you need two goats

But me and my brothers we know the script just like the Russos

I'm like a chef that got 25 to life away from me

Put in the bars and you better leave or

Better be prepared to pick 'em apart

I blame the scene for barely being blameless, sin from the start

But the better king was blemishless, he buried him in the yard

I like that, my crew like that

We praying but we do fight back, so move right back

This like seeing two black cats, your wack raps in a conundrum

One on one, I might not be a god but I'm the son of one

Okay it's Yachi boy let's get it popping

Pen know how to pick a pocket

Bag so deep sometimes I think I might be Mary Poppins

It's a food pyramid, coyote walking

Camp full of dogs, we made a song and

It just sounded like coyotes talking

Dropping Nagasaki over speakers knocking

Been atomic, that boy really popping, he on Pentatonix

Ain't about it, rather be a prophet than to make a profit

But if both can happen simultaneously I really won't complain about it

Bring the dark to the light, cooking up something like rice

You don't wanna mess with the camp, we all got left hooks like Mike

But we turn the other cheek and let Jesus take on the fight

I'm tied to the spirit like sneakers on top of Nikes

How many lives brought forth even though life so short?

They be like "What you live for?" I live for Christ of course

My Lord defied the corpse, the tomb was left a body short

They'll call him the king when they see him on a white horse

And if it's smoke that they all want

Then it's smoke that they gon' get

This for all the little dummies who been talking out they neck

Never cared about the money but you'll pay me my respect

Before my homies get real hungry and do something they regret

Like what we say huh? And what we think this is?

I been chilling for a minute with my kin and then

It's like me and greatness been a synonym

Me and P-Lo, we finish each other's sentences

It's that fee fi fo coming, 904 hunting

Never thought this would've happened, been road running

Masked up inside the swamp like I stole something

Learned to always keep it G and keep it one hundred

Circled in a powwow, welcome to the camp

Smoke is up in kumbayas, everybody need a friend

Circled in a powwow, welcome to the camp

Smoke is up in kumbayas, we ain't never had a chance

Circled in a powwow, welcome to the camp

Smoke is up in kumbayas, everybody need a friend

Circled in a powwow, welcome to the camp

Smoke is up in kumbayas, we ain't never had a chance

Who are you?

Written by: Andrew Estep, Christyan Scarborough, Freddy Faith, Jackson lepere, Shane Cooper Lacanilao, Tony R Trotter, Zebulon Griffin, noah joyner

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